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Nn, moody.
My brother is a total a**. Total a**. He won't listen to me. Ever. And now I feel really bad. He put me down. He's right, I probably will fail at life. ...But only if I believe it. I will drill into his head that he will be the one to fail at life. He is the biggest liar I know, Biggest. You can't get through by lying all the time. I know. It hurts to lie just for yourself. I tend to lie so people won't worry about me... a not so selfish lie. My brother lies to get his way. Everything must be his way. Everything. Even what cereal he gets to eat. I say no, he does it anyways and tries to hide it, then gives a damn stupid reason as to why he did it. It wasn't really my cereal since I wasn't the one to buy it. Well, ******** him, because a lot of the things I have claimed have not been bought by me, and he didn't use that reason before. He seriously is acting like my damn stepbrother. A liar, a cheater, a showoff/know-it-all, a jock, a clown. He won't make it like that. No, he'll make it. Into jail. He's transforming into a stepbrother. A criminal. My stepbrother would steal things, fight, break into people's houses, and my little brother has followed in his steps. I don't know where I'll end up, but I don't think I'll end up like my brother. I have a few more goals in mind. He just wants to be a football player. I want to be a writer, voice actor, possibly teach about music, and of course... I want to be with all my friends again. They support me more than my family does.
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